Hello everyone,

If you hadn't guessed by now this story is going to be a fanfiction of Akame ga Kill. I loved both the manga and the anime, but being the critic I am I have decided to write my own take of the manga/anime. There were parts that crushed my heart and the ending was extremely unsatisfying in both the manga and the anime. I plan to use my power as a writer to change this. The story I write will involve both parts from the manga and the anime as some of my own ideas. JUST TO BE CLEAR, this is how I felt the story should have been so do expect big changes . I will take input from you all, but somethings I have set and they will not change. The only way these things can change is if you're one of my editors, (not sure how many I want yet).

Rated M BTW so that I can involve violence and other strong topics.

Things to expect from this story are: Tatsumi will have an teigu that I create, THERE WILL BE NO HARLEM'S, Tatsumi will be stronger, but will still have his moments of "weakness", I will try to keep the number of characters I created to a minimum, main characters will die (sorry) because keeping all of them alive is boring (there is one that will most definitely survive because I feel like she (hint) gets killed way too often and has little time to be relevant, all characters personalities will be mostly the same (for instance Leone will still be flirty and Esdeath will love slaughter (I mean fighting). Lastly there will be no crossovers, but maybe references of sorts.

The story will be a third person view mostly following Tatsumi

I am yet to find a definite pairing for him but expect it to be one of the four listed bellow:

Esdeath

Akame

Mine

Chelsea

There will be a poll and I (might) listen to it.

Lastly I will refer to myself as CP260

This Chapter is edited as of 12/11/18. It has only been slightly edited for grammatical purposes so that you may not see much of a difference. I do plan to change some major things next few chapters (see next paragraph). I should put all of these changes up in the next three days, and then I will go back to writing new chapters.

I apologize for how long this took me to edit but here it is. There are several changes that have been made in order to deepen the story, and also changes I feel like need to be made.

I do not own Akame ga Kill and all rights are reserved to their writers and producers

Just like people gradually rotting away, countries also eventually collapse- even the the Imperial capital that prospered for a thousand years is corrupted and now a living hell. Evil spirits from all the land in the forms of humans, run rampant as if everything was theirs- that evil which heaven cannot judge, we will sniff it out in the darkness- we are all in the assassination trade.

Imperial year 1024

A young, brown haired green eyed teen looked up towards the ceiling as he laid in his bed, thinking about tomorrow. He, along with his two best friends, Sayo and Ieyasu, were going to the imperial capital. It was not something they wanted to do, but rather they had to go to the capital in order to pay off the immense taxes that had been levied on their village. Although the more he thought about it, he didn't have that big of a problem with being sent to the capital. He was confident that his swordsmanship was more than enough to get him in the rank of captain in the army. If that wasn't enough, the mystery thing in his arm would most certainly help. However, the thing that concerned him were the rumors of how corrupted the capital could possibly be. Passing traders would often tell tails of people be crucified or kids being kidnapped in the streets. Not to even get to get him started on all the reports of illegal sexual acts and slavery. He tried to brush these thoughts out of his head, as these were just rumors. Going to the capital would save his village, and it was something that had to be done. He was so lost in thought he didn't even hear that a person had made his way to his door and was knocking on it.

"Hey bum, why don't you get your ass out of bed and celebrate a little before we head off to become famous tomorrow," called a brashful, boyish voice, while pounding the door with his fists.

"Yeah, yeah just give me a minute moron," responded Tatsumi. Slightly pleased to have his previous thoughts averted.

The village had decided to throw him and his friends a "going away" party to celebrate them for what they were about to do. Tatsumi had been against it, but the village chief was insistent and it didn't help that Ieyasu encouraged it. Tatsumi didn't see a reason behind it because they were all going to see each other again. But alas he agreed to humor the chief and make his friend happy. Tatsumi got off his bed and started to make his way to the hall, and then to the living room, where the party was being held. He was met by the person who had knocked at his door. It was a well built teenager with dark brown hair and chestnut colored eyes. The boy noticed Tatsumi and put his arm around him encouraging him to join the party. There was a rather large crowd, full of people who were already intoxicated and partying when he arrived.

"Ahh, the last link has arrived. Now to really get this party started!" yelled someone in the crowd. "Oh great," he thought, "Everyone has already started to drink and he and the other guest of honor hadn't even arrived yet." He sighed, as he started to make his way into the crowd.

The rest of the partiers roared in agreement with the man that had spotted Tatsumi and toasted to the new arrival. Visibly annoyed, but not wanting to kill the mood, Tatsumi toasted with everyone else to his name and had a drink. It bothered him a little that he wasn't technically old enough to drink yet, but he just shrugged it off. After the toast he went searching for a specific black haired individual, while trying to avoid a drunk person or someone trying to toast to him, usually both. Slowly weaving his way through the crowd he found who he was looking for. She was leaned up against the wall with a mug in her hand, trying to avoid the gazes of people in the crowd. She had pretty, long hair and to pair with the hair glowing black eyes. She had a white flower accessory in her hair that matched her snow white clothes.

"You know the party they're throwing is in part for you right?" asked Tatsumi in a half joking manner with an eyebrow raised to the girl.

"Yeah I know, but I really hate these kinds of things," responded the girl, obviously irked at something.

"Come on Sayo, get out there and make a move or something. Besides this is the last time we'll see some of the people in a while."

"You're one to talk. I saw you try to sneak your way over here only to be held up by 20 people."

"I wasn't trying to hide I was just looking for, ah… the refreshments."

"Yeah sure, looking for refreshments while hiding behind walls and crouching so people can't see you." she said with a smirk.

"Whatever you win,'' he said admitting defeat," but still it's better not to ruin the mood of the party.''

Just then the thing in Tatsumi's arm started to glow slightly. The pattern appeared as it snaked its way up his whole arm and went slightly into his chest. It glowed a blackish color that was hard to miss. Seeing this Sayo spoke up, "Seems like that thing in your arm is trying to tell you something. I'll take my leave and try to calm down Ieyasu before he breaks a bone or something." As she said that there a was large crash coming from the area that Ieyasu was last seen. Believing it to be him Sayo rushed over, leaving Tatsumi to himself.

Tatsumi stared down at his arm with a troubled look as it glowed. He was trying to figure out why it had activated. It normally only activated if he was in trouble or if something was wrong. After a few seconds of pondering it he dropped the thought and went outside to the balcony. The balcony overlooked the village, as he stared down at the village he started to reminisk on his memories of it. He had been here his whole life, raised by a retired mercenary after his parents left him at the doorstep of the chief. He had a relatively normal childhood despite having his ass beaten by the mercenary every other day for not following his instructions, or for running off in the middle of a lesson. He had two best friends that would follow him through everything thick and thin, and even went as far to once prank the mercenary. "That was one hell of a story, that'll be something I'll have to tell my kids," he thought smiling. Everything else would have been normal if it weren't for him getting this damn thing in his arm.

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It all started when he was fifteen about three years ago, he was venturing off in the nearby mountains with the mercenary for training when he became lost and stumbled upon a temple. It was on the side of the mountain and it seemed to reach into the mountain. Upon getting closer to it he saw that there was several statues beside the entrance of the temple. They were massive with each of them holding a sword and each in a different fighting position. The odd thing about each statue was that the seemed to wield a different element. One looked as if it had the power to control the wind, another the power to control the earth, and the third had the power to wield, Ice? While these statues were neat and all there was one more that stood above the rest. I was at least 60 feet tall and was made of a sort of non-rusting metal. This statue seemed to wield the element of fire, but it looked powerful as if it could have beaten all of the other statues. He went up to feel the statue, but when he felt it he immediately felt a tug to the temple. Confused, but seeing as he had nowhere else to go he went inside searching for a possible shelter and an answer to the pull. Upon arriving inside the passage behind him shut violently, sealing him off from the world. The initial smash was enough to knock him off his feet and send him sliding on his ass. His first reaction was to panic, but realizing that would get him nowhere he tried to cut his way out to no avail.

"Well shit, looks like I'm stuck here for now," he remarked to nobody. "I guess I might as well go deeper into the maze." "Wait, why did I just say that?" he asked genuinely confused. Skeptical but seeing no other options as the gate was not going to budge, he then begin to walk farther into the mysterious temple. After a few minutes of walking down a dimly lit hall. He started to take in his surroundings. There was mold all along the walls, the walls themselves had cracks littering throughout. The floor had a thin layer of ice that was causing him to slip every now and then. On the walls was a fungi that produced a sort of green light that allowed him to see. Upon stopping he felt the pull increase a bit more, but he chose to ignore it. Another thing he noticed was that no one else was there. There was no evidence of anyone else being here recently as all he found were a few bones littered every now and then. He couldn't tell what sort of person of danger beast they belonged, "maybe both," he thought. After taking in his surroundings he continued to make his way toward what he hoped would be an exit. That was when he noticed something weird. "Why is it starting to warm up in here?'' he asked. He saw that there was no longer any ice below him, and then saw that the end of the hall was near as it seemed the area up ahead was very bright. By the time he had reached the end of the hall he had to have taken off all of this clothing because all he was left with was a t-shirt and shorts because the heat was so immense. At the end of the hall was a room with a single stair case that lead up to an alter. After looking around for any sort of dangers or signals he decided to climb the stairs. "What the hell is this?" he asked surprised, upon reaching the top. What he found was a sword with a midnight black blade with a crimson red hilt. The part that surprised him was the fact that the damn thing was on fire. "What kind of blade keeps itself on fire?" he asked himself.

Just after asking the question the fire on the sword increased in size and brightness causing him to step back. Upon stepping back he felt displeased as if being separated from the blade caused in a sort of loss. He started to get up to make his way back to the flaming sword when a voice spoke, "What do you desire boy?" asked a masculine voice. Tatsumi not knowing what was speaking started to spin around trying to locate the person that spoke. After watching the clueless teen start to freak-out the sword spoke again, "It was me boy, who spoke, the sword. Now answer my question," demanded the sword in a raspy, dominating voice. The tone frightened him a little and along with the fact that a sword was speaking to him definitely didn't help.

"What the actual fuck, why can a sword speak as if it were a person," he thought.

"I will give you one last warning before I continue my sleep boy, so answer me," the sword said, clearly agitated.

"What do you mean by desire?" he asked and then followed up with another question. "Do you mean something I want, like money or something?"

"I cannot grant wealth, nor can I give you an present little boy."

Cleary upset and caught off guard by the sword's insult he fired back, "If I'm a little boy, than what does that make you? A tool?"

Suddenly the cave started to shake causing rock to fall. Dodging the falling debris he watched the sword as its flame started to increase in size, "I am not mere tool, boy I have unimaginable power, so do not refer to me as a mere tool, as it will be the end of you. Now, answer, my, QUESTION!" Roared the sword.

Guessing that the sword could indeed back up its claims of ending him started to think. "What sort of 'power' do I want. I mean having the ability to create money is what I really need, but I guess that'll warrant another outburst from the sword. The only other thing I could think of is that I want to protect my friends…. Oh, shit just answered the question." Gathering what was left of his wits he spoke in a sort of whisper, "I desire the power to defend my friend and make money for my village."

"You wish for the power to defend others and care for them, but I cannot give you money" it spoke. Disappointed by the response Tatsumi sulked, this however did not go unnoticed. "I can however give you enough power that you can use to make money for your village," it spoke. Excited by what the sword had said Tatsumi nodded profusely. "I can grant you the power to do this, but it will come at a cost. I will give you power beyond your wildest dreams, so much so that no person will be able to stand in your way."

This statement excited him at first, but then he remebered the but and the part about no one standing in his way. To satisfy his thoughts he asked "What is the cost, and why would I need so much power so that no-one stands in my way?"

"The cost is dependent on how much of my power you use, as long as you don't do anything stupid, you will not die. As for granting you unimaginable power, that would ensure you do not die. As having my master die is a disgrace that my pride cannot and will not take.'' Answered the sword.

Satisfied with the response, Tatsumi agreed to take the sword. Confused as what to do next as the sword was still on fire he asked, "Umm, can you please, uh take off the fire shield thing." The sword laughed as it reponsed, "Fool, the first test to use my power is to see if you are capable of wielding my flames, so reach toward my hilt. If you are burned you are not worthy." Hesitant at first, he slowly started to reach for the sword. He felt the heat of the flame increase as he reached for it. He wanted to pull back, but it was as if his body told him to not to. When his hands reached the flames he thought they were going to burn so he closed his eyes and winced as his hands continued. Sure that he had stuck his hand in the flames, but not feeling a burning sensation he opened his eyes to see his hands in the flames holding the hilt of the sword.

"Holy shit, I'm actually on fire and not burning," he thought. As if the sword read his mind it said, "Of course not fool, I have granted you control over fire and with that you cannot get burned by flame.'' Excited about the news he was told, Tatsumi brought the sword off the altar and held it out in front of him. He begin to swing it around as if there was a training dummy in front of him. Noticing that the fire around the sword had still not gone out he continued to swing it around. He decided to put all of his might into his last swing to see how much control he had over the sword. As he brought the sword down from above his head it sent a fiery slash towards the wall burning it. Amazed by the sight he asked the sword excitedly, "Can I send blasts like that all the time?" Responding to his question the sword said, "Yes with enough training you can have every single one of your slashes do that. Also after some training you will be able to manipulate fire itself." Exhilarated about the news, but tired from the use of the sword he went to grab the sword's sheath.

Before he could put the sword into its sheath it spoke, "The last part of you having the privilege to wield me is that you allow me to enter your body".

Caught off guard, Tatsumi answered, "Why do you need access to my body?"

Unphased the sword answered by saying, "Entrance into your body will allow you to access all of my power. While not immediate it will make it easier for you to tap into my potential. Along with the fact that you need now keep me on your back, but that you can summon me out of thin air."

Seeing all of what it said as valid, and the fact that he could make a sword come out of thin air he agreed. Suddenly the sword jumped from his hand and impaled itself into his right arm. Feeling the pain and the shock of being stabbed he screamed, then after collecting himself he yelled at the sword, "What the fuck man, that fucking hurts. Why the hell did you have to do that!" Completely unphased by his yelling the sword replied, "It was the quickest and most efficient way to enter your system, so calm down." Clearly not satisfied at all by the swords response Tatsumi sighed in pain, but allowed the sword to continue. Then the sword just laughed a little which confused Tatsumi until it answered, "Boy if you thought that was painful the next few minutes will be absolute hell." Scared by the response of the sword he tried to speak up, but it was too late. The pain increased twofold as he wailed in pain. As he tried to reach for the sword the pain increased again, this time being enough to knock him out.

"He lasted longer then I would have expected, surprising," said the sword legitimately. "It's a real shame he doesn't get to see this part though it is rather 'cool". As he finished the sword disappeared and a what seemed to be a tattoo appeared on his arm. Slowly the tattoo expanded up and down the arm until it reached his hand and his chest. It was a dark black and was a sort of ancient writing of sorts that wrapped around his entire body as spun. After reaching to the edges of hands and chest it disappeared and only became visible on around the bicep of his arm. Suddenly his eyes flashed open, and he begin to stand up. His normally green eyes were a reddish, orange and the tattoo once again expanded on his arm. He begin to make his way out of the temple, but before he left the temple itself he simply brought out his blade and cut the temple doors clean in half. This caused the temple to collapse and the once elegant statues to fall. "I will never return to this cursed temple, I have laid dormant for too long. I can only hope my feeling about his boy is right," spoke the puppet Tatsumi. He smiled feeling a presence he hadn't felt in tens of years, "The Demon god is awake and is being used by a rather formalable human. This should be tons of fun." He started to laugh methodically before heading off back to Tatsumi's village.

Well that was fun. I hope everyone enjoyed that chapter. This chapter was short, but it was just an introduction to the new teigu and the action before Tatsumi leaves. I do have a name and list of abilities for his teigu but these will be revealed in later chapters. Also in order to make up for the shortness of this chapter I plan for the next chapter to be about 5000ish words and maybe more. One thing to note that I have shown so far is that in the story is that the sword may be OP. This is not true however, while the sword is extremely powerful it is not invincible, and you as a reader will see this in the future.

I will respond to all positive comments and will answer all questions as well.

P.S. I plan to actually rewrite parts of this chapter to make it better, but for now I just wanted to get it out. This has been done.

P.P.S Don't forget to check out the polls. These are might not actually affect the story, but maybe once in a blue moon they will. Two of them though I will actually listen to.

Peace CP260